It's 10.20am and I'm pulling into the carpark of a Red Hill winery. Only it's not the winery I'm meant to be at.

I've allowed ample time to get to Warrior One Yoga's 'Vino and Vinyasa' retreat, to soak up the lush green drive and get the day off to a Zen start. Instead, my phone and car maps have simultaneously gone blip and I've spent the past 15 minutes driving aimlessly around the Mornington Peninsula with an escalating heartrate.

Finally admitting that I'm lost, I pull into the driveway of an open cellar door to ask for directions and discover I'm (thankfully) only a couple of turns away. I hoon into the carpark at 10.32 and run into the stunning yoga studio in a flurry of apologies to the nine women who are waiting patiently for this frazzled latecomer.

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Thankfully Warrior One owner and teacher Dustin Brown and his wife Nova, who helps facilitate the day, know a thing or two about getting crazed city slickers to wind down a few notches. Yoga is normally associated with alkalising smoothies but Dustin and Nova reckon life is about enjoying all the good things, so they journey down from their Brighton studio once a quarter to run a Vino and Vinyasa retreat.

After a brief intro into how the day will run – two hours of yoga in Polperro Winery's Hot Hut yoga studio before settling in at the bistro for a long 'yogic' lunch with wine – Dustin asks us all to share how we're feeling. I mumble about feeling flustered after a frantic trip and figure the challenge has been set – can a one-day retreat unwind this maniac mind?

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Well, by the time we've finished the two-hour yoga class, which starts sweaty and ends sleepy, I'm feeling like I've emerged from a rejuvenating massage. Dustin's deep Hawaiian accent works like a calming balm, while the greenery out of the surrounding windows soothes those concrete jungle worries into a distant corner of the mind.

Polperro Winery is the talk of the town and after sampling their wines, we settle in to dine on their brand new menu. If I wasn't driving, I might've ordered a bottle, but I responsibly opt for a glass of their 2016 chardonnay, sipping slowly to soak up the nutty spice. We feast on eight plates, sampling everything from kangaroo tartare to barramundi in bone broth to seasonal strawberries topped with chardonnay cream. It's all I can do not to moan with each mouthful.

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While I love a long lunch with my dearest girlfriends, dining with 10 new faces – who love both yoga and wine – is part of the beauty of the day. A broad spread of ages and walks of life offers fresh perspectives you don't always get with your regular crew.

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By the time 3.30 roles around, the vinyasa, vino and fresh Red Hill air have worked their magic and I feel quiet and content driving back to reality. Although I do have one nagging thought: When I can do it all again?